✓ | flow ( eddie munson )

seventeen. bad news first

veda henderson

"What the hell do we do now?" I huff, fear taking over my body as my hands engulf my face. I wanted so badly to go back home, to forget any of this was ever happening. But, how could I forget? How dare I forget what happened to those two kids. 

I had never spoken to Chrissy, but she seemed like a lovely girl, always smiling and helping out. She didn't deserve to be forgotten. 

"You two need to lay low," Max spoke, pointing between Eddie and myself. 

"I think that's the smartest option, given the circumstances," Robin agreed with Max. I sighed, knowing they were right but wishing they weren't. 

"What about my Mum? She's gonna freak if she thinks I'm missing," I question, holding my arms out in front of me from my position on the floor. 

"I'll handle Mum," Dustin reassured me. "We'll try and sort things out on the other end. You two, stay put,"

"Yes, Dad," Eddie and I chime in sync, mocking my brother as the group floods out the door. I turn to Eddie only for him to avoid eye contact with me the whole time. I knew our earlier fight wasn't forgotten. 

This is gonna be a long night

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"Veda!"

"Mmm, Eddie! Let me sleep!" I groan into the tarp I used as a makeshift blanket. We had both set up camp in the boat stashed in the middle of the room, our back to each other as we used to tarp to shield us from the elements. 

I couldn't sleep until the sun had started the turn the sky from a midnight black to a navy blue which couldn't have been too long ago. 

I feel the bot move as he jumps up, yanking the tarp off the boat and climbing out of it hastily. I groan at the loss of fake warmth, peaking my eyes open enough to see Eddie trip on something scattered on the floor and straighten up to look outside the window. 

From my position, I couldn't tell what he was looking at, but I could hear him panting and mumbling something like 'Oh shit' under his breath. I grumble once again and against my better instincts, yank myself out of the boat. 

My legs wobble slightly beneath me, my arms reaching out like aeroplane wings to steady me. God, I need some fucking drugs. 

Just as I steady, a sudden loud knows causes Eddie to jump in my direction, grabbing my arm and pulling me  before we both spot a familiar cap enter through the now open doorway 

Dustin, Robin, Steve and Max step through the door, each with smiles on their face when they see Eddie practically glued to my hip as if he were a damsel needing saving. 

"Delivery service," Dustin announces with a cheerful beat in his voice. Eddie huffs, letting out a long stored breath from his pipes. 

Almost as quickly as he grabbed me, Eddie moves for the bags Dustin is holding and yanks them from my little brother's grasp before making his way over to a spot for him to sit while he demolishes the food.